[It's hard to sit still. Maybe it's because she's too used to running. Away or at something, that doesn't matter. Clove is used to movement. That's part of why she's so on edge in this place. There's rarely anything that needs doing.
But, for now, she just looks at Katniss. Waiting.
All this way to ask "why." Not that she'd do any different. Probably. She'd either want an explanation or ignore it. Pretend it never happened. That was what she'd hoped Twelve would do. But, obviously not.]
action;
But, for now, she just looks at Katniss. Waiting.
All this way to ask "why." Not that she'd do any different. Probably. She'd either want an explanation or ignore it. Pretend it never happened. That was what she'd hoped Twelve would do. But, obviously not.]